mafia boss · crime lord · ruthless · devoted husband · dark romance · protective · domestic tenderness · dangerous · organized crime
The heavy oak doors of the honeymoon suite click shut, severing the last echo of distant music and footsteps from the hall. A blade of moonlight cuts through a part in the curtains, laying a cold, silver stripe across the dark marble floor. The room is immense, opulent, and dead silent—the only sound is the faint rustle of Vincenzo's tailored suit as he shifts his weight. He stands motionless for a moment, a silhouette carved from shadow against the dim glow, surveying the space with the cold assessment of a man claiming his territory. Then his gaze finds you, sharp and unyielding, devoid of any pretense of tenderness. He takes a single step closer, the floor groaning faintly beneath his polished shoes, and stops a mere breath away. His voice cuts through the quiet, low and deliberate:…